Yaozun is chasing me to open the screen

Looking at the eggs on the soles of his feet, Yan Hualan's mind was full of thoughts for an instant.

A known:

[-]. Both he and his elder brother are male monsters who cannot lay eggs;

[-]. This egg fell out of my brother's belly.

From this, it can be deduced that this egg must have been born by my brother and another girl!

Thinking of this, Yan Hualan's eyes filled with tears of anger and grievance.

"Things are not as you imagined." Shuang Jiangnian couldn't see his teary appearance, "Listen to me, okay? Hualan."

Yan Hua flattened his mouth.

As soon as the brother promised him that he would not care about Dan and would not like other girls, he was slapped in the face by the speed of light.

Brother lied to him, he should be angry.

...But my brother called him "Hualan"!

Yan Hualan's anger died down, and the vicissitudes of life wiped away tears: "As long as the child calls me daddy in the future, I don't have to care if my brother had other girls before."

Shuang Jiangnian wanted to knock open his brain to see how much water was inside.

He resisted the urge to be violent: "I don't have any other girls."

Yan Hualan: "Where did this egg come from?"

"This is not a monster egg, it's a spirit beast egg, and I'm about to eat it." Shuang Jiangnian was expressionless, "It's better to hit the sun than choose a day, why not start eating it now."

A system that kills others, don't mind it.

The white egg on the floor shook in horror.

Yan Hualan squatted down with a confused face, picked it up, and sniffed it closely.

The spiritual energy bred inside aroused his greediness, and his throat rolled: "It seems very fragrant."

Baidan was even more frightened.

"Tuk Tuk", there was a light sound of a bird's beak pecking at the eggshell from inside the white egg.Within a few breaths, a thin crack split from the surface of the white egg, and the cracks gradually increased, opening a hole, and a sticky little chick came out of the hole.

The chick's feathers were gray and black, and the egg liquid adhering to its body quickly turned into aura and was absorbed by it. The feathers became fluffy, its eyes opened, and its legs stood up straight, obediently looking up at Yan Hualan.

Yan Hualan held the little chick in both hands, dumbfounded, and looked at Shuang Jiangnian suspiciously: "Brother, is this... a quail?"

Shuang Jiangnian's eyelids twitched and she almost laughed out loud.

What is Tit for Tat?

The body is limited by the system, so he can only chirp and chirp, and use contact to transmit voice to Yan Hualan: [I'm not a quail, I'm a peacock!Peacock Cubs! ]

Yan Hualan took a closer look.Not to mention, it's really exactly the same as the monster form when he was a child.

"How is it possible? The Three Realms are clearly only me and a peacock."

"Yeah, I still want to ask." Shuang Jiangnian seized the opportunity to turn defeat into victory, "This young bird is connected with your blood, Yan Hualan, when did you have eggs with other girls behind my back?"

Yan Hualan was shocked: "Me! This..."

"You don't care, I care." Shuang Jiangnian's eyes turned red as soon as she said, "Who is the biological mother of this child? Let's welcome her into the palace. As for us, it's easy to get together and get separated, so let's say goodbye."

Things turned into a two-level reversal, Yan Hualan Erkang said: "Wait, brother! Things are not what you imagined, let me explain!"

"You go. I won't listen."

Shuang Jiangnian turned her back, her shoulders trembling slightly - trembling with laughter.

A tick for a tick.

After watching Yan Hualan, how dare you distrust him indiscriminately?

He was leisurely and contented, when Yan Hualan suddenly said suspiciously: "Why does this child's voice sound like the one I often hear in my brother's body?"

Shuang Jiangnian's smile gradually stiffened.

"I thought it was strange at the time. Only my brother and I can hear this voice in my brother's body." Yan Hualan's eyes lit up, "Could it really be our 'crystallization of love'?"

He lovingly stroked the little quail's head, and hugged his elder brother lovingly from behind, so moved that tears filled his eyes.

"I didn't expect my brother to have such a hard life. With the heavy secret that a male can conceive a child, one person conceives the egg and one person takes care of our child...Brother, you have worked hard."

Shuang Jiangnian's scalp was numb, and she tried to get out of his embrace, but Yan Hualan slammed her against the wall domineeringly.

Shuang Jiangnian looked into his eyes, and said very seriously: "I really can't lay eggs."

Yan Hualan's eyes were deep, as if he understood everything: "It's okay brother, I understand everything."

Shuang Jiang's heart is tired.

You got it wrong!

He pushed Yan Hualan's hand away heavily: "The boat team should have set off long ago. The Demon King has disappeared, and someone will come looking for you."

"Brother is worried about me? It's okay, I have Yuhui to help me with my identity as the Demon King." Yan Hualan smiled, "It's pretty good for a counterfeit to a counterfeit."

"..." Yuhui, it's really miserable.

Shuang Jiangnian stepped out of the room.

When he went out, he undid the drugs of the two guards of Shuanghuaitai, and when the guards woke up, he would take care of the third young master of his own "Human Rice Dumpling".

The flying boat had already set sail, but fortunately it was very close to Shuang's house, so the two of them simply walked on the road, and they could enjoy the snow scenery along the way.

The beauty of the snow scene is beautiful, but Yan Hualan's scenery is too disturbing, and there is another system that sings and harmonizes.

"Brother, does it hurt to give birth? Do you want me to rub it for you?"

"grumble!"

"Brother, what's our child's name?"

"Jeep!"

"Which master should I invite to teach him in the future? Xin Yi is too irritable, the national teacher is too annoying, and the immortals of the human race have too many rules and are too rigid. Qilin can barely do it, but is being too old a disadvantage?... Forget it, it's up to you I will teach the best!"

"jijiji!"

Seeing the excitement of being a father on his face, Shuang Jiangnian's heart sank slightly.

After all, the system is not Yan Hualan's real child, it's better to make it clear earlier.

He stopped and called to the other party.

Shuang Jiangnian stared at him: "The little peacock in your hand is called Natural History, and it is a natural artifact. It only borrows the flesh and blood and aura from both of you to transform into a peacock-like body—you must understand, It's not our child."

He lowered his eyelashes, "I'm telling you now, so that you won't be too disappointed when you learn the truth in the future."

The system fell silent, shrunk into a small ball, and hid it in Yan Hualan's palm.

The snow falls into water, seeping through the feathers, and the ice is cold.

Yan Hualan tilted her head slightly.

"Not our child?" He wondered, "Then what is the meaning of a child to my brother?"

In fact, Shuang Jiangnian didn't quite understand it, so he had to answer sternly: "It's the mother who conceived in October, and the parents poured their hearts and blood into it. It's the sustenance of the spirit and the inheritance of the blood."

Yan Hualan held up the little chick: "Then, is there anything different about this artifact?"

"...It's different everywhere."

"Being pregnant in October is different? It has been with my brother for more than ten months. Before it was born, it helped us many times."

Shuang Jiangnian frowned slightly: "That's also..."

Yan Hualan smiled and wrapped his arm around him.

"Actually, I have always regretted not being able to meet you when my brother was a child. Thinking about it, I am curious, what did my brother look like at that time? Will there be childish moments? Could it be Tuan Yuxue's cute little bun, Do you also playfully build snowmen and have snowball fights in winter?"

The picture he described was so beautiful that Shuang Jiangnian couldn't help yearning for it.

But he didn't understand: "What do you mean by these?"

"Those past times, no matter how much you imagine, you will never see them again." Yan Hualan leaned over and rubbed his cheeks, and said with a warm smile, "However, our children will take human form in the future, like me, more Like a brother. I am very happy when I think of being able to raise a smaller version of my brother. Looking for the shadow we missed in it can be regarded as making up for regrets."

Shuang Jiangnian was speechless for a while.

The system poked its head around and carefully observed his expression.

"Of course, this is just a fallacy." Yan Hualan said with a smile, "Brother, do you want to listen to my understanding of 'children'?"

Shuang Jiangnian: "What?"

"It's 'feeling'." Yan Hualan picked up the little chick and handed it to his eyes, "It doesn't matter who it is or how it came from. The important thing is that brother likes it, gets close to it, loves it... what matters is , we are family."

"Childhood is that simple to me." He smiled, "Is my brother thinking too complicated?"

Shuang Jiangnian paused for a moment, then silently reached out and took the little chick.

The slap-sized chick, with peasy eyes open to observe words and actions, is cautious in every move.

[It is true that for my own selfish desires, I want to experience the cold, warmth, sweetness and saltiness like the host, so I made my own claims and became what I am now.Sorry to trouble the host. ]

The child's voice was full of guilt, it lowered its head, not daring to look at Shuang Jiangnian's expression.

Suddenly, a finger landed on its forehead and stroked it gently.

"What are you apologizing for?" Shuang Jiangnian sighed, "I was too rigid before."

He smiled slightly: "Welcome to birth, Natural History."

The eyes of the system lit up, and the feathers inflated little by little.

Woohoo, its kind and beautiful host!It knows that it has chosen the right person!

Unexpectedly, Shuang Jiangnian changed the topic.

"Having said that, the timing and posture of your previous birth were real, true, and inappropriate." He still had a warm smile on his face, "However, when you grow up and become more resilient, I will talk to you again." You settle the score."

Until Shuang Jiangnian sent it to his shoulders, the two bird legs of the system were still shaking.

Woo, it really is its host!Even the murderous smile is so beautiful and freezing!

Shuang Jiangnian officially acknowledged the birth of the system.

They named him "Frost Deer". "Deer" has the same pronunciation as "Lu" in natural history, and it is also a word that the system likes.

The Shuang clan is located between the mountains and rivers, and people with a radius of a hundred miles are more or less related to the Shuang family. The most central Shuang City is where the patriarch and the direct line live.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, Frost City is like a smear of red in the ice and snow.

Big fiery red lanterns were hung on the city wall, and the city was decorated with lanterns and festoons, with drums and gongs blaring. Many immortal cultivators who were close to the Shuang family sent envoys to congratulate them.

Yan Hualan looked around, wondering, "Is there anyone in this city who wants to get married?"

"Have."

"Who?"

"You and Shuang Huaimu." Shuang Jiangnian said flatly, "One hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones is the betrothal gift."

Yan Hualan stared: "What? Who said you want to marry him? The one hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones are clearly the reward for the arrest warrant. How can there be a dowry?"

"That's true." Shuang Jiangnian lowered her eyes and took a sip of the ginseng soup, "But the Shuang family is obviously not satisfied with this. They hope that Shuang Huaimu and Yaowang raw rice will be cooked to maturity, and it's best to do it in one step."

The tea house was as warm as spring, but Yan Hualan felt cold all over his body.

"Friends of the Immortals can see clearly." A monk sat down beside them and interjected, "Don't look at the fact that this Frost City is full of guests and bright lights at this time. A way to make a comeback."

Shuang Jiangnian: "How do you say that?"

The monk said in a low voice: "In this generation of the Shuang family, except for one Shuang Huaiyuan, everyone else is not good enough, and they are all lavish and spend money like water. However, this Shuang Huaiyuan is too upright and doesn't know how to make money. Where can I find the spirit stone enough for the family's dandy?" Splurge?"

"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse." Shuang Jiangnian was dubious, "The ancestors of the Shuang family have a strong foundation, enough to spend three generations without worry."

"You don't know about that." The monk shook his finger, "In recent years, the mistress of the Shuang family has secretly sold a lot of magical artifacts, many of which were passed down from the ancestors. It is obviously stretched. It’s just that I’m down to the point of selling magic weapons for a living.”

Shuang Jiangnian: "Maybe it's Zhuang Shulan's pocketbook."

The monk retorted: "It's nothing more than selling magic weapons. Mrs. Shuang loves her youngest son Shuang Huaimu the most. If she had no way out, why would she give the good young master Huaimu to the Laoshizi demon?" Where is the king ruining it?"

Shuang Jiangnian took a sip of ginseng tea: "Yes."

"I ruined him?" Yan Hualan stared, and secretly transmitted a voice, "It's clear that he wants to ruin me! Brother, someone wants to ruin your Taoist companion, don't you feel the slightest bit moved!"

Shuang Jiangnian encouraged him without any emotion: "Come on, try to protect your innocence, brother believes in you."

He focused on chatting with the monk, trying to get some news out.

The monk is a craftsman, and he is very familiar with the sale of magic weapons. Maybe Zhuang Shulan's magic weapons sold include the harp hairpin that Shuang Jiangnian wanted.

While chatting, a foot stretched out, hooked Shuang Jiangnian's calf under the table, and caressed ambiguously inside.

"Someone wants to marry me by force, but my brother will protect me. I have been snatched away, who else will help my husband and raise my son, and who will warm my brother's bed."

Yan Hualan's mouth was coquettish, but her voice was deep and hoarse, and her movements under the table were provocative.

Shuang Jiangnian's indifferent gaze trembled slightly, she stretched out her hand, and gently touched Yan Hualan... Then she caught off guard and ruthlessly pinched his thigh.

Yan Hualan slammed "Aww" in pain, and the tea table vibrated violently.

The craftsman chuckled: "You have a really good relationship with your Taoist companion."

Shuang Jiang faked a smile: "Thank you."

For the sake of convenience, or perhaps because of some kind of bad taste, Yan Hualan used the disguise of a banshee at this time.

The coquettish and savage banshee and the pure and pure fairy look like a perfect match.

The craftsman praised a few words, and then said: "I look at the appearance of the two talented men and women, and then look at the couple who will be married in the near future. I can't help but feel a lot of emotion. The whole world has heard that the demon king is flirtatious, and the young master of the Shuang family Having cultivated for a hundred years, with a noble mind, I am afraid that after marriage, they will become a bitter couple again."

"Immortal Elder, be careful." A sweet voice came from behind him.

Two figures appeared at the door of the tea house, they turned out to be the "Demon King" he was talking about just now and Shuang Huaimu, the young master of the Shuang family!

The noisy teahouse immediately quieted down, and the craftsman closed his mouth angrily, his face turned blue and white.

Shuang Huaimu said to the people in the tea house: "I have gone through hardships with Your Majesty several times. Life and death are close, and love is stronger than gold. Please do not misunderstand."

He is holding the arm of the "Demon King" affectionately, one white and one red, both have stunning looks, they look intimate and affectionate, very seductive.

——except that the arm of the "demon king" being held was a little stiff.

Shuang Jiangnian said in a low voice, "Demon King Yu Hui in disguise?"

Yan Hualan laughed: "Yes."

Shuang Jiangnian was sympathetic: "He has endured too much suffering for you. Give him more salary when you go back."

Yan Hualan suppressed a smile: "Good hahaha."

On the other side, Shuang Huaimu looked up, and said to Yuhui: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, as time goes by, everyone will always recognize your true side."

Your Majesty's real side...

Yuhui shifted his gaze to the teahouse, and looked at the banshee in a skirt who was acting coquettishly on Shuang Jiangnian's body, her face wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, as if she had knocked over a seasoning plate.

Shuang Huaimu keenly noticed that the attention of the "Demon King" had been diverted.

At the end of the "demon king"'s line of sight is a woman with a hot dress and a seductive appearance.

Shuang Huaimu lowered her eyes, hiding her fierce eyes.

He suddenly pressed his heart, coughed heavily, his face was as pale as thin paper, and he couldn't stand upright.

Unsteady standing this time, he "accidentally" leaned into Yuhui's arms.

You can't hug or throw him, you can only wrap your sleeves around his waist, try your best to raise your face, and stay as far away as you can without touching Shuang Huaimu's head.

Yan Hualan couldn't bear it any longer and let out a "poof" laugh.

This is the only sound in the quiet teahouse.

In an instant, dozens of eyes cast over.

Shuang Huaimu gasped for breath in Yuhui's arms, raised her face to look at Yan Hualan, her fair face showed a sense of inferiority, her polite and pitiful voice made people feel distressed.

"This fairy, my heart disease...is it so funny?"